<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4460304072385475730</id><updated>2012-03-14T08:47:28.880-04:00</updated><category term='weather'/><category term='Trish Tucson'/><category term='Boggle'/><category term='dinosaurs'/><category term='child'/><category term='babies'/><category term='Hair'/><category term='soccer'/><category term='birthday'/><category term='Dominilk'/><category term='Kylie Kristin'/><category term='golf'/><category term='2011'/><category term='wedding'/><category term='dinoquest'/><category term='I Love You'/><category term='lowery park zoo'/><category term='Vacation'/><category term='eggs'/><category term='Little Rock'/><category term='Florida'/><category term='tball'/><category term='Kyle'/><category term='LegoLand'/><category term='amber'/><category term='michelle'/><category term='Disney World'/><category term='grandchildren'/><category term='zoo'/><category term='baby'/><category term='outdoors'/><category term='play'/><category term='ball game'/><category term='Kasey Belle'/><category term='AAA'/><category term='Locks'/><category term='Dominik'/><category term='fun'/><category term='Arizona'/><category term='Easter'/><category term='football'/><category term='spell'/><category term='Kylie'/><category term='sentence'/><title type='text'>NeNe's Little Angels</title><subtitle type='html'>My proud exultation and general musings of the lives of my grandchildren.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nenesangels.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4460304072385475730/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nenesangels.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Vicki M. Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12101858878856516622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j2ZNJHl-j2A/Sb57ILERl8I/AAAAAAAAAJY/n2bV1CPghpA/S220/P2070077_2.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>8</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4460304072385475730.post-2675735466371852238</id><published>2011-12-24T09:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-24T09:59:35.321-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I Lost My Sunshine!</title><content type='html'>My sunshine here in Florida is a little dimmer, now that my second grandchild, and first granddaughter has moved to Arizona with her mommy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am very sad over the whole situation, but understand the reasoning behind the move. My daughter will have a better opportunity for personal and professional growth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It sucks, though, being the NeNe, left behind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had Christmas early, for Kasey Belle and Michelle, while they were still here. My husband says that I can now make two trips out to Arizona. One in Spring, for Kasey Belle's birthday and one in the Fall, for Dominik &amp;amp; Kylie's birthdays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1gWSEHHJ3DI/TvXjG4aL_bI/AAAAAAAAAYo/WAJZR2ZEEUg/s1600/PC150031.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1gWSEHHJ3DI/TvXjG4aL_bI/AAAAAAAAAYo/WAJZR2ZEEUg/s320/PC150031.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here, Kasey Belle is posing in front of the gingerbread village I made. She puts her hand on her hip, just like her mommy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dC-EWg6WlsM/TvXmx2mSOcI/AAAAAAAAAck/W5muJLd6cuE/s1600/PC150032.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dC-EWg6WlsM/TvXmx2mSOcI/AAAAAAAAAck/W5muJLd6cuE/s320/PC150032.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;NeNe and Kasey Belle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WuKOotbbhXc/TvXm4FWba6I/AAAAAAAAAcs/lSuWGgWBLlc/s1600/PC150035.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WuKOotbbhXc/TvXm4FWba6I/AAAAAAAAAcs/lSuWGgWBLlc/s320/PC150035.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Mommy, Michelle, and Kasey belle!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nqkU5spPq5A/TvXm_GdH1nI/AAAAAAAAAc0/_-Ta2Ts_vMQ/s1600/PC150041.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nqkU5spPq5A/TvXm_GdH1nI/AAAAAAAAAc0/_-Ta2Ts_vMQ/s320/PC150041.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Kasey Belle opening presents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-j8SFU2bVe38/TvXnFtdKWTI/AAAAAAAAAc8/DVaxiEcPz78/s1600/PC150046.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-j8SFU2bVe38/TvXnFtdKWTI/AAAAAAAAAc8/DVaxiEcPz78/s320/PC150046.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Jack, helping Kasey Belle open presents!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-82a3auhR6KM/TvXnMOttVWI/AAAAAAAAAdE/uk_zwF-Zhbc/s1600/PC150059.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-82a3auhR6KM/TvXnMOttVWI/AAAAAAAAAdE/uk_zwF-Zhbc/s320/PC150059.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;The big hit of presents was this package!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_SG5LZKfx_4/TvXnSjfu9eI/AAAAAAAAAdM/3yrhuSCeOj0/s1600/PC150061.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_SG5LZKfx_4/TvXnSjfu9eI/AAAAAAAAAdM/3yrhuSCeOj0/s320/PC150061.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Jingle Pup!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mKuXLpRaFrA/TvXngHEJ45I/AAAAAAAAAdU/RlWZG81K4TU/s1600/PC150067.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mKuXLpRaFrA/TvXngHEJ45I/AAAAAAAAAdU/RlWZG81K4TU/s320/PC150067.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Kasey Belle and PeePaw playing with her Dora MegaBlocks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MSm0aP_3gFQ/TvXnmoslCgI/AAAAAAAAAdc/Oz9reXJMYL0/s1600/PC150068.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MSm0aP_3gFQ/TvXnmoslCgI/AAAAAAAAAdc/Oz9reXJMYL0/s320/PC150068.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OYVBGbXASyY/TvXnsz3TyyI/AAAAAAAAAdk/9IzEF_2mYJ8/s1600/PC150069.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OYVBGbXASyY/TvXnsz3TyyI/AAAAAAAAAdk/9IzEF_2mYJ8/s320/PC150069.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Hurray, she made Boots climb the ladder!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to miss my little sunshine, and it's so lonely around here now. I look into her corner of of the living room, where she left some of her toys, and sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, I'll be making those flight arrangements soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--NeNe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4460304072385475730-2675735466371852238?l=nenesangels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nenesangels.blogspot.com/feeds/2675735466371852238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nenesangels.blogspot.com/2011/12/i-lost-my-sunshine.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4460304072385475730/posts/default/2675735466371852238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4460304072385475730/posts/default/2675735466371852238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nenesangels.blogspot.com/2011/12/i-lost-my-sunshine.html' title='I Lost My Sunshine!'/><author><name>Vicki M. Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12101858878856516622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j2ZNJHl-j2A/Sb57ILERl8I/AAAAAAAAAJY/n2bV1CPghpA/S220/P2070077_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1gWSEHHJ3DI/TvXjG4aL_bI/AAAAAAAAAYo/WAJZR2ZEEUg/s72-c/PC150031.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4460304072385475730.post-3165611652911393774</id><published>2011-10-17T12:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T12:55:46.197-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kasey Belle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dinosaurs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grandchildren'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='AAA'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LegoLand'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weather'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='child'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Florida'/><title type='text'>LegoLand Adventure</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;On a somewhat cloudy day, PeePaw, NeNe, and Kasey Belle traveled to central Florida to check out the new children's attraction, LegoLand. We are AAA members, so we got a "sneak peek" before the park was opened to the general public.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;The day started out dry, but quickly turned rainy. Good thing LegoLand was prepared with ponchos for adults and children!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Besides the constant drizzle, and sometimes more, we managed to have a pretty good time. The park is definitely aimed at youngsters, probably age 12 or under. There is one roller coaster that would be adult size, but all the rest of the rides were for children.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wlHdsECjYLE/TpxYlZj8MeI/AAAAAAAAAWU/QDeQ-g4BcJw/s1600/PA080010.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wlHdsECjYLE/TpxYlZj8MeI/AAAAAAAAAWU/QDeQ-g4BcJw/s320/PA080010.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Kasey Belle loved the Merry-Go-Round. Wave Hi to PeePaw!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-j90OsNCn12Y/TpxYszcAxjI/AAAAAAAAAWc/a4RfKx2dzyw/s1600/PA080011.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-j90OsNCn12Y/TpxYszcAxjI/AAAAAAAAAWc/a4RfKx2dzyw/s320/PA080011.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;We roamed around the park, checking out the other rides and characters built out of Lego bricks. The sheer number of Lego bricks used to create this park is staggering.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nhyFXeh60QI/TpxYza3wJZI/AAAAAAAAAWk/4zLEYJF-04I/s1600/PA080012.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nhyFXeh60QI/TpxYza3wJZI/AAAAAAAAAWk/4zLEYJF-04I/s320/PA080012.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LQNi6ujh-ZQ/TpxZCwTw8wI/AAAAAAAAAW0/pqa3oU3h_g8/s1600/PA080023.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LQNi6ujh-ZQ/TpxZCwTw8wI/AAAAAAAAAW0/pqa3oU3h_g8/s320/PA080023.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Kasey Belle met a farmer and a fireman.&amp;nbsp; She was thrilled to see them!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0tUioTmmNT4/TpxY6U9i35I/AAAAAAAAAWs/jqQZ9h4gbB4/s1600/PA080017.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0tUioTmmNT4/TpxY6U9i35I/AAAAAAAAAWs/jqQZ9h4gbB4/s320/PA080017.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;She rode with PeePaw in a jalopy and really kept her eyes on the road. Even when PeePaw was trying to point out where NeNe was to take the picture!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-v3W8LDvPVc0/TpxZMIYg3kI/AAAAAAAAAW8/HsYakKP2g2M/s1600/PA080030.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-v3W8LDvPVc0/TpxZMIYg3kI/AAAAAAAAAW8/HsYakKP2g2M/s320/PA080030.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Kasey Belle was a good sport. She even tried out the stockades! Rain and all!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KStEqR2ZgkM/TpxZT7yXk-I/AAAAAAAAAXE/_tDBDdDdv4c/s1600/PA080033.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KStEqR2ZgkM/TpxZT7yXk-I/AAAAAAAAAXE/_tDBDdDdv4c/s320/PA080033.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pfy5P-w1n04/TpxZdQJ7JaI/AAAAAAAAAXM/iOAnAvUPn8w/s1600/PA080036.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pfy5P-w1n04/TpxZdQJ7JaI/AAAAAAAAAXM/iOAnAvUPn8w/s320/PA080036.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Hi PeePaw! We found some dinosaurs that were very tall and very intricate! NeNe even waved at PeePaw to show how much fun she was having!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ohuMHtfw-8c/TpxZkvvlbcI/AAAAAAAAAXU/dS-cGeVtf30/s1600/PA080039.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ohuMHtfw-8c/TpxZkvvlbcI/AAAAAAAAAXU/dS-cGeVtf30/s320/PA080039.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;At the end of the day, and back home at Mommy's house, Kasey Belle poses with NeNe and PeePaw and shows off her new box of Legos bought at The Big Store in LegoLand. Fun times were had by all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Kasey Belle was such a good little trooper, even through the rain and the long lines for some of the rides.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Until next time,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;--NeNe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4460304072385475730-3165611652911393774?l=nenesangels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nenesangels.blogspot.com/feeds/3165611652911393774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nenesangels.blogspot.com/2011/10/legoland-adventure.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4460304072385475730/posts/default/3165611652911393774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4460304072385475730/posts/default/3165611652911393774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nenesangels.blogspot.com/2011/10/legoland-adventure.html' title='LegoLand Adventure'/><author><name>Vicki M. Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12101858878856516622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j2ZNJHl-j2A/Sb57ILERl8I/AAAAAAAAAJY/n2bV1CPghpA/S220/P2070077_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wlHdsECjYLE/TpxYlZj8MeI/AAAAAAAAAWU/QDeQ-g4BcJw/s72-c/PA080010.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4460304072385475730.post-4986416346341829480</id><published>2011-08-31T10:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-31T10:24:50.956-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ball game'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kylie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wedding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Trish Tucson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dominilk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Arizona'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kyle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Disney World'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Little Rock'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vacation'/><title type='text'>Happy Birthday to the Wheelin Family</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JatgZiKGySU/Tl49UD5qYCI/AAAAAAAAAVw/ZzUVphWtSb8/s1600/P8270026.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JatgZiKGySU/Tl49UD5qYCI/AAAAAAAAAVw/ZzUVphWtSb8/s1600/P8270026.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I took a quick trip to Tucson, AZ this past weekend. From Friday to Monday. It was to celebrate my granddaughter, Kylie's birthday. She really didn't turn 1 yet. But, since her birthday is November 1st, and my oldest daughter is getting married October 29th in Little Rock, AR, and I'll be there for her wedding, there won't be enough traveling time to get to my granddaughter's big 1 year event.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I decided, I'd go to Tucson early, and celebrate her birthday early. Then I got this big idea that I'd celebrate EVERYONE'S birthday at the same time! So it was birthdays for everybody!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My suitcase was so packed full of toys and whatnot, I thought I'd be over the weight limit, but it made it just fine. Of course, my son had put in a request that I bring his old toys with me on this trip. Boys never grow up, you know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-andxjLDFq1E/Tl48ckeO-ZI/AAAAAAAAAVY/ZyjeUA7_9x4/s1600/IMG_0442.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-andxjLDFq1E/Tl48ckeO-ZI/AAAAAAAAAVY/ZyjeUA7_9x4/s200/IMG_0442.jpg" width="149" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was hard to tell who the kid was in the picture! I got Dominik two great big tubs of Legos. He and his daddy spent the rest of the afternoon building trucks and helicopters and buildings and all sorts of other things out of them. &lt;br /&gt;They had such a good time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vuB_Es1FAN8/Tl48t1bPuoI/AAAAAAAAAVg/K7QybxZtOTk/s1600/IMG_0455.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vuB_Es1FAN8/Tl48t1bPuoI/AAAAAAAAAVg/K7QybxZtOTk/s200/IMG_0455.jpg" width="149" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;What fascinated Kylie the most was the balloons! She loved them. Her new toy sat in front of her, but it was the balloons that captured her attention.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-24d0ivnaToA/Tl48xlbKYJI/AAAAAAAAAVk/y_RpPjDG2CQ/s1600/IMG_0457.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-24d0ivnaToA/Tl48xlbKYJI/AAAAAAAAAVk/y_RpPjDG2CQ/s200/IMG_0457.jpg" width="149" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Then it was the balloons that captured her! They got caught around her  middle and she dragged them along with her as she crawled. What a funny  sight! I had to catch it on camera! She sure is a daddy's girl. She headed straight for daddy for help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GgQS5IWRlc4/Tl49NWucINI/AAAAAAAAAVs/MRCAb_nZDes/s1600/P8270029.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GgQS5IWRlc4/Tl49NWucINI/AAAAAAAAAVs/MRCAb_nZDes/s200/P8270029.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Who's ready for cake?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JatgZiKGySU/Tl49UD5qYCI/AAAAAAAAAVw/ZzUVphWtSb8/s200/P8270026.JPG" width="200" /&gt;Kylie with her hat on ready for her piece of cake&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;and Dominik below can't wait for his piece and to get the toys that are on the top!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_JOgprUpyNA/Tl49CJ8VtmI/AAAAAAAAAVo/5sL8cvRst-8/s1600/P8270027.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_JOgprUpyNA/Tl49CJ8VtmI/AAAAAAAAAVo/5sL8cvRst-8/s200/P8270027.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;We managed a grandma and grandbabies photo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EEEtkjjNZ7Q/Tl49dORUttI/AAAAAAAAAV0/ug-37ETaO2c/s1600/P8280033.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EEEtkjjNZ7Q/Tl49dORUttI/AAAAAAAAAV0/ug-37ETaO2c/s320/P8280033.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zeK9XwqYqmw/Tl49iQhvjFI/AAAAAAAAAV4/RvcjRmVamik/s1600/P8290048.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And at the ball game on Sunday night we got a family photo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zeK9XwqYqmw/Tl49iQhvjFI/AAAAAAAAAV4/RvcjRmVamik/s1600/P8290048.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zeK9XwqYqmw/Tl49iQhvjFI/AAAAAAAAAV4/RvcjRmVamik/s320/P8290048.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;It was a fast trip but full of fun and lots of time with the grandbabies. I really enjoyed it. I can't wait to go back again next year! I'm hoping one time soon they can come out to Florida and we can all go to Disney World!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4460304072385475730-4986416346341829480?l=nenesangels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nenesangels.blogspot.com/feeds/4986416346341829480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nenesangels.blogspot.com/2011/08/happy-birthday-to-wheelin-family.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4460304072385475730/posts/default/4986416346341829480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4460304072385475730/posts/default/4986416346341829480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nenesangels.blogspot.com/2011/08/happy-birthday-to-wheelin-family.html' title='Happy Birthday to the Wheelin Family'/><author><name>Vicki M. Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12101858878856516622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j2ZNJHl-j2A/Sb57ILERl8I/AAAAAAAAAJY/n2bV1CPghpA/S220/P2070077_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-andxjLDFq1E/Tl48ckeO-ZI/AAAAAAAAAVY/ZyjeUA7_9x4/s72-c/IMG_0442.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4460304072385475730.post-8421510328480401687</id><published>2011-06-06T15:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-06T15:23:05.243-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kasey Belle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Locks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hair'/><title type='text'>Locks of Love</title><content type='html'>There's something about my granddaughter Kasey Belle's hair. It's long, baby fine. And long. It nearly touches her little bum. The last time her mommy cut it was when she was 11 months old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uT9DZ3c0OPY/Te0mUze4NQI/AAAAAAAAAU0/mehm-n7JK3E/s1600/kasey+-+sandbox.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uT9DZ3c0OPY/Te0mUze4NQI/AAAAAAAAAU0/mehm-n7JK3E/s320/kasey+-+sandbox.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;When it's combed and brushed it looks gorgeous. Some days poor Mommy and Kasey Belle must endure much time and tears until it gets to that point. I love that little munchkin's hair. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she'd come over to my house, we'd go into my bathroom and she'd stand in front of the mirror and let me brush her hair and put barrettes in it. Cute little butterfly barrettes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Gp6qU55o-HI/Te0l5xgNFiI/AAAAAAAAAUo/XtRbSHpMlVM/s1600/kb+on+frog+close+up.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Gp6qU55o-HI/Te0l5xgNFiI/AAAAAAAAAUo/XtRbSHpMlVM/s320/kb+on+frog+close+up.JPG" width="316" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Sigh, her golden locks shine so brightly in the sun. But, alas, no longer are they long and sleek. I am a mournful Nene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My daughter cut my granddaughter's hair today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep, she did. Without warning me, I think it was better that way, because yes, I'm sure my first reaction would have been, "NO!" But, I can't behave that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to think about what's best for Kasey Belle and Mommy as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, it's just hair. It'll grow again, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5c0lK8NYM2Q/Te0mAeap2lI/AAAAAAAAAUs/nHcuoOsNa_s/s1600/2011+hair+cut+1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5c0lK8NYM2Q/Te0mAeap2lI/AAAAAAAAAUs/nHcuoOsNa_s/s320/2011+hair+cut+1.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So, here's my cutie pie, now. A much more reasonable length. Look at that smile on her face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WYNMesjE3cc/Te0mDX7xS5I/AAAAAAAAAUw/t0ROzKta3S0/s1600/2011+hair+cut+2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WYNMesjE3cc/Te0mDX7xS5I/AAAAAAAAAUw/t0ROzKta3S0/s320/2011+hair+cut+2.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;It's not so bad, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- NeNe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4460304072385475730-8421510328480401687?l=nenesangels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nenesangels.blogspot.com/feeds/8421510328480401687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nenesangels.blogspot.com/2011/06/locks-of-love.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4460304072385475730/posts/default/8421510328480401687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4460304072385475730/posts/default/8421510328480401687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nenesangels.blogspot.com/2011/06/locks-of-love.html' title='Locks of Love'/><author><name>Vicki M. Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12101858878856516622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j2ZNJHl-j2A/Sb57ILERl8I/AAAAAAAAAJY/n2bV1CPghpA/S220/P2070077_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uT9DZ3c0OPY/Te0mUze4NQI/AAAAAAAAAU0/mehm-n7JK3E/s72-c/kasey+-+sandbox.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4460304072385475730.post-7273777028413664921</id><published>2011-05-03T08:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-03T08:23:28.238-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kasey Belle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kylie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2011'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eggs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dominik'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Easter'/><title type='text'>Easter - Long Distance Style</title><content type='html'>My grandchildren, Dominik and Kylie live in Tucson, AZ so I don't get to see them on Easter and must rely on pictures from mommy and daddy. This year, I sent mommy and daddy money and requests to take the young'uns to Build-a-Bear to pick out their Easter presents. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have the results! Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qBo4GKqNqqU/Tb_vlBppsDI/AAAAAAAAAUg/Re-J4TNMsFg/s1600/dom+and+startrooper.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qBo4GKqNqqU/Tb_vlBppsDI/AAAAAAAAAUg/Re-J4TNMsFg/s200/dom+and+startrooper.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Here's Dominik. He picked out a Stormtrooper. Daddy says he loves it and from the looks of this picture, I'd say he's right! I'd say that's a happy face on both little boy and little stormtrooper!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YVmPf8ouS38/Tb_vn41DmeI/AAAAAAAAAUk/27mGaJlijLY/s1600/kylie+and+daisy.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YVmPf8ouS38/Tb_vn41DmeI/AAAAAAAAAUk/27mGaJlijLY/s200/kylie+and+daisy.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp; Kyle seems to be thinking that her bear is about as big as she is!&lt;br /&gt;But, at least she doesn't look like she's afraid of it. Especially after the day she had. She got immunizations that day! Poor little thing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, that leaves us with this lonely little bear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sccpbLmRx-M/Tb_vgmfT4rI/AAAAAAAAAUc/yOy1PCZ5W1E/s1600/daisy+for+kb.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sccpbLmRx-M/Tb_vgmfT4rI/AAAAAAAAAUc/yOy1PCZ5W1E/s1600/daisy+for+kb.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She sits, all alone, in a corner of my house, waiting for her little girl to come claim her. Little Kasey Belle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NeNe and Pee Paw were suppose to go to the condo on the Clearwater Beach with Kasey Belle and mommy and daddy, but then daddy got really sick. So that was cancelled. And, since then, daddy hasn't been well enough for mommy to bring Kasey Belle to NeNe's house to color eggs or collect her Easter Bunny. So, it looks like NeNe is going to have to make a trip to Kasey Belle's house before too long. But, NeNe's has been a little sick herself, so hasn't been able to make long trips by herself. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll figure something out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, if anyone has any ideas what to do with two dozen extra eggs, I'd really appreciate it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--NeNe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4460304072385475730-7273777028413664921?l=nenesangels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nenesangels.blogspot.com/feeds/7273777028413664921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nenesangels.blogspot.com/2011/05/easter-long-distance-style.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4460304072385475730/posts/default/7273777028413664921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4460304072385475730/posts/default/7273777028413664921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nenesangels.blogspot.com/2011/05/easter-long-distance-style.html' title='Easter - Long Distance Style'/><author><name>Vicki M. Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12101858878856516622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j2ZNJHl-j2A/Sb57ILERl8I/AAAAAAAAAJY/n2bV1CPghpA/S220/P2070077_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qBo4GKqNqqU/Tb_vlBppsDI/AAAAAAAAAUg/Re-J4TNMsFg/s72-c/dom+and+startrooper.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4460304072385475730.post-8574113121405979857</id><published>2011-04-20T12:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-20T12:55:41.126-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spell'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kasey Belle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boggle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I Love You'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sentence'/><title type='text'>"I YOU"</title><content type='html'>Kasey Belle spelled her first "sentence" yesterday. I think she was going for "I Love You" and got as far as "I YOU".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-x3HKADIiYwY/Ta8PGvdECeI/AAAAAAAAAUY/B4lab7ftY2s/s1600/Kasey+belle+word.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-x3HKADIiYwY/Ta8PGvdECeI/AAAAAAAAAUY/B4lab7ftY2s/s320/Kasey+belle+word.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can see, the "I" is actually a sideways "H" but she knew the concept and structure. I'm so proud of her! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even more cute was she used BOGGLE letters!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a little smartypants!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- NeNe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4460304072385475730-8574113121405979857?l=nenesangels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nenesangels.blogspot.com/feeds/8574113121405979857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nenesangels.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4460304072385475730/posts/default/8574113121405979857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4460304072385475730/posts/default/8574113121405979857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nenesangels.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-you.html' title='&quot;I YOU&quot;'/><author><name>Vicki M. Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12101858878856516622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j2ZNJHl-j2A/Sb57ILERl8I/AAAAAAAAAJY/n2bV1CPghpA/S220/P2070077_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-x3HKADIiYwY/Ta8PGvdECeI/AAAAAAAAAUY/B4lab7ftY2s/s72-c/Kasey+belle+word.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4460304072385475730.post-3587093620387649841</id><published>2011-04-16T16:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-16T16:07:44.573-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kasey Belle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='outdoors'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='michelle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='football'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zoo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='soccer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kyle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dinoquest'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lowery park zoo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kylie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dinosaurs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='play'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amber'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dominik'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='golf'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tball'/><title type='text'>And How They've Grown!</title><content type='html'>My little munchkins have grown a bit, since they've joined us. Dominik is now four years old. What a sharp tack he is, too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6WxuThL3AS8/TangT_5qPEI/AAAAAAAAATc/p_s5Y_CgXdM/s1600/dom+and+bucket.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6WxuThL3AS8/TangT_5qPEI/AAAAAAAAATc/p_s5Y_CgXdM/s200/dom+and+bucket.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CsXKxkIdHu8/TangGmekChI/AAAAAAAAATY/aBDO-DrRit4/s1600/dom+tball.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CsXKxkIdHu8/TangGmekChI/AAAAAAAAATY/aBDO-DrRit4/s200/dom+tball.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He loves to play sports, just like his dad. He loved the beach as you can see. His dad got him into playing T-ball.&amp;nbsp; And, he's currently on a Soccer team at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OcZaAgW0wgA/TangEbPYdqI/AAAAAAAAATU/7Cqa6e_dBRo/s1600/dom+golf.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OcZaAgW0wgA/TangEbPYdqI/AAAAAAAAATU/7Cqa6e_dBRo/s200/dom+golf.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The little guy has good form to with his golf swing, just take a peek at this! Is there any sport he's not going to be able to master? Oh, sorry, that's the Grandma in me coming out again. I'll tone it down a bit. :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I imagine he'll be following in his daddy's footsteps and playing football when he gets older. I think I have a picture of his daddy in his football uniform around here somewhere... ah, here it is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-y64A6Db1RxQ/Tank2JmGOhI/AAAAAAAAATg/lNN6VJT5JE8/s1600/kyle+football+photo-1+1.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-y64A6Db1RxQ/Tank2JmGOhI/AAAAAAAAATg/lNN6VJT5JE8/s200/kyle+football+photo-1+1.jpeg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Well, his football varsity jacket, and ball. I know I have more pictures, but, this one will do. :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--qMzdyUahLQ/Tann2x3Ab8I/AAAAAAAAATk/ZiIvgXXolhY/s1600/154695_1728464134151_1314880491_1869391_6275054_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--qMzdyUahLQ/Tann2x3Ab8I/AAAAAAAAATk/ZiIvgXXolhY/s200/154695_1728464134151_1314880491_1869391_6275054_n.jpg" width="155" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Kasey Belle has turned into a gorgeous living doll. Again, my opinion. She's also so precocious and opinionated you would not believe some of the things she does and says for a three year old. She surprises me sometimes, and I thought I heard it all from my three! Especially from my daughter, Amber.&amp;nbsp; Amber was our first so we didn't know how to raise a baby. We raised a "little adult". We didn't talk to her in baby talk, we didn't have other baby friends for her to play with. She started talking at 8 months with full words and was potty trained by 11 months. She was walking before she was potty trained. She was so smart she got to go to Kindergarten at age 4, taking a test to get in early. Total Miss Independence. That's Amber on the right. Such a beautiful girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UlzMF6ZbPzo/Tano2rqgkDI/AAAAAAAAATo/sCQVYCL373Q/s1600/kasey+-+sandbox.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UlzMF6ZbPzo/Tano2rqgkDI/AAAAAAAAATo/sCQVYCL373Q/s200/kasey+-+sandbox.JPG" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Oh, right, we were talking about my first granddaughter, Kasey Belle. &lt;br /&gt;There's Little Miss Sunshine. All gorgeous as can be. She loves to play outside. Such a Tomboy in someways, but likes to dress fancy and girly at other times. I think I'm her # 1 fan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7VskcfhBXZU/TantQi_-NmI/AAAAAAAAATw/yIvTHnXs2Ow/s1600/P4110001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7VskcfhBXZU/TantQi_-NmI/AAAAAAAAATw/yIvTHnXs2Ow/s200/P4110001.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Look at the block tower she can build. Here's the start. She started building it and yelled, "NeNe! 'mere!" So, of course, I grab the camera and head in her direction to see what phenom she has begun or more likely some funny trouble! This time, it's the block tower.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jVPubxDlLr4/TantSJZVdMI/AAAAAAAAAT0/vkCV3imKfw4/s1600/P4110004.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jVPubxDlLr4/TantSJZVdMI/AAAAAAAAAT0/vkCV3imKfw4/s200/P4110004.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Can she get it any taller? Yes, I do believe she can! Ta Da! She was so proud!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DTkmxC4Lb0U/TantfIc_FzI/AAAAAAAAAT8/qrQvQ_khOfg/s1600/P3040008.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DTkmxC4Lb0U/TantfIc_FzI/AAAAAAAAAT8/qrQvQ_khOfg/s200/P3040008.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k1BUbTd1wh0/TantgoF_ddI/AAAAAAAAAUA/qXpa6V3Gxj4/s1600/P3040009.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k1BUbTd1wh0/TantgoF_ddI/AAAAAAAAAUA/qXpa6V3Gxj4/s200/P3040009.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Her mommy is very proud of her too. Here's a picture of the two of them. Her mommy's name is Michelle. We took this picture at the Lowery Park Zoo when we went to see the DinoQuest Exhibit. Kasey Belle LOVES dinosaurs! She wasn't too thrilled with the very big, very noisy T-Rex exhibit but, she didn't mind the others so much. While at the Zoo, Kasey Belle got to ride a pony for the first time. She loved it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-N4gwXLfDRLA/Tantb991FoI/AAAAAAAAAT4/DftoveHWmMo/s1600/P3040007.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-N4gwXLfDRLA/Tantb991FoI/AAAAAAAAAT4/DftoveHWmMo/s200/P3040007.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3RxG3GoDjAY/Tan0K7-nR4I/AAAAAAAAAUM/G6SL6_HsKx4/s1600/PB100012.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3RxG3GoDjAY/Tan0K7-nR4I/AAAAAAAAAUM/G6SL6_HsKx4/s200/PB100012.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My youngest grandbaby is still a baby. Kylie. She's about 5 months old now, going on 6 months very soon. What a darling little baby. She was such a sweet little thing when she was born. I just held her and held her. Never wanted to let her go for the whole time I visited. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-85P5o9kj6OM/Tan0FAv27dI/AAAAAAAAAUI/AdrW9rHFeQ4/s1600/165123_177719375583273_100000356345599_474037_332118_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-85P5o9kj6OM/Tan0FAv27dI/AAAAAAAAAUI/AdrW9rHFeQ4/s200/165123_177719375583273_100000356345599_474037_332118_n.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Doesn't she have the most luscious hair? She got it from her Mommy, Trish. Don't they look so perfect together? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Now, Kyle and Trish have their boy and girl. I believe they have said that was it for them. I think they make a great family. They're both so devoted to their children. And, they do so much to try and make each other happy.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sR2QLPomi98/Tan0REBRHPI/AAAAAAAAAUU/3CxzRT-lgDY/s1600/PB110019.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sR2QLPomi98/Tan0REBRHPI/AAAAAAAAAUU/3CxzRT-lgDY/s320/PB110019.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Everybody say CHEESE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;-- NeNe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4460304072385475730-3587093620387649841?l=nenesangels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nenesangels.blogspot.com/feeds/3587093620387649841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nenesangels.blogspot.com/2011/04/and-how-theyve-grown.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4460304072385475730/posts/default/3587093620387649841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4460304072385475730/posts/default/3587093620387649841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nenesangels.blogspot.com/2011/04/and-how-theyve-grown.html' title='And How They&apos;ve Grown!'/><author><name>Vicki M. Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12101858878856516622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j2ZNJHl-j2A/Sb57ILERl8I/AAAAAAAAAJY/n2bV1CPghpA/S220/P2070077_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6WxuThL3AS8/TangT_5qPEI/AAAAAAAAATc/p_s5Y_CgXdM/s72-c/dom+and+bucket.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4460304072385475730.post-3034101733845060142</id><published>2011-04-13T16:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-13T16:11:06.703-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kasey Belle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kylie Kristin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Trish Tucson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grandchildren'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='babies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kyle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dominik'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Florida'/><title type='text'>Introductions are In Order!</title><content type='html'>I have three adorable grandchildren.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honest. It's true. I wouldn't lie. I took an oath.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Oh, yeah, that was when I became a Marine. Well, the oath still stands. I took another special one when I became a grandma the first time. To this little tyke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-he5_lzJ4zbI/TaX3i0wnMbI/AAAAAAAAAS4/nvVi8iJns_I/s1600/dominik-lg.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="149" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-he5_lzJ4zbI/TaX3i0wnMbI/AAAAAAAAAS4/nvVi8iJns_I/s200/dominik-lg.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's Dominik Patrick. My first grandson. Well, my only grandson. So far. But, for the record in the "who's counting here" biz, he's my first grandchild. I love him to pieces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-y4dxLfFZs94/TaX3fNAx8WI/AAAAAAAAAS0/vW79vyc-CjY/s1600/dominik-kyle.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-y4dxLfFZs94/TaX3fNAx8WI/AAAAAAAAAS0/vW79vyc-CjY/s200/dominik-kyle.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Great kid. But, then who wouldn't&lt;br /&gt;be with a dad like this, eh? My&lt;br /&gt;son. Kyle. We'll get back to him&lt;br /&gt;a little later. He produces another grandchild later. :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My next grandchild is Kasey Belle. My first granddaughter.&lt;br /&gt;I kinda helped raise this little bundle of joy. She stayed with us while her daddy was in the hospital and having brain surgery when she was still a baby. Then her mommy &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0roqH8tZe2M/TaX6x0E5DdI/AAAAAAAAATE/OVcDqtC03mo/s1600/baby+pics+021.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0roqH8tZe2M/TaX6x0E5DdI/AAAAAAAAATE/OVcDqtC03mo/s200/baby+pics+021.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KsoRRFRvgHc/TaX64VYPyBI/AAAAAAAAATI/_UaAyb6DYr4/s1600/ambers+camera+006.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KsoRRFRvgHc/TaX64VYPyBI/AAAAAAAAATI/_UaAyb6DYr4/s200/ambers+camera+006.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and daddy moved to Tucson for almost 2 years and I didn't see her on a regular basis. Boy, was I sad! Then they moved back to Florida and I get to so her as much as I can. She's the one who started calling me "NeNe".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My third grandchild (and hopefully not last...) is Kylie Kristin. Named after her daddy. Yup. My son, Kyle Christian. Cute, huh? So is she.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QgjBHkuvngU/TaX3v4RGeiI/AAAAAAAAATA/H8NdI0I-t-A/s1600/162720_177719472249930_100000356345599_474040_3969635_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QgjBHkuvngU/TaX3v4RGeiI/AAAAAAAAATA/H8NdI0I-t-A/s200/162720_177719472249930_100000356345599_474040_3969635_n.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, how can you tell there? She's sleeping! But, then all babies are precious and adorable when they're sleeping aren't they? Awwwww.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2SsQk9zRE8k/TaX3sRP39VI/AAAAAAAAAS8/T0OOyixY2dg/s1600/165158_177719492249928_100000356345599_474041_3099348_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2SsQk9zRE8k/TaX3sRP39VI/AAAAAAAAAS8/T0OOyixY2dg/s200/165158_177719492249928_100000356345599_474041_3099348_n.jpg" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Let's see if we can make her smile... Look at that hair! She gets it from her&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;mommy, Trish. Her mommy has BEAUTIFUL dark hair. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, there they are. 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